Twenty-one years after the Dark Gate of Azeroth, in the summer, the large-scale army of the Flame Alliance's four-nation alliance finally arrived under the ruins of Lordaeron, the undead scourge that has ravaged the northern continent of the Eastern Kingdom for more than a year is about to come to an end, and the end of the undead is coming.

Now, here in the Tirisfard, outside the royal city of the former kingdom of Lordaeron, which was in ruins by the undead, there are nearly 150,000 elite legions of the Flame Alliance gathered all over the mountains.

Even on Lake Lordaeron to the south of Lordaeron's royal city, there are a large number of pure-blooded fire eagles, high elf dragon falcon hunters, and Hammer dwarven griffin knights of Eagle's Nest Mountain patrolling and closely monitoring the lake, not giving any undead and their minions any chance to escape from the waterway.

At this point, almost all of the Alliance's armies had gathered here, except for the necessary troops left behind to guard the Western Plaguelands and the large patrol squads that were sweeping away the scattered undead throughout the Tirisfal Glades.

No one wants to miss this important moment today!

Because, the thug who killed his father and killed his father, the death knight Arthas, all the sins he committed against the people of the kingdom of Lordaeron and the kingdom of the High Elves of Quel'Thalas, today, the alliance is about to destroy his last lair and hold a trial for his Arthas!

Rumble!!!

A violent explosion sounded, and a huge meteorite composed of lava and flames roared down from the sky, smashing into the city of Lordaeron, and in a huge explosion, the flames instantly engulfed a small area, destroying several undead.

While the army of the Flame Alliance was in the process of being overwhelmed by Generalissimo Garissus and other officers of various clans in a hurry to coordinate the formation, little Annie, who was bored and had nothing to do, finally couldn't help but take the lead.

"Listen to the undead inside! You have been surrounded, now, hurry up and surrender and beg for mercy, otherwise, after we break through your city, there will be no chickens and dogs left! ”

After casting a random meteorite spell, little Anne stood on the back of her pure-blooded Fire Eagle Lord Seria, with one hand on her waist and the other pointing at the far side of the city, pointing at the death knight standing there, and began to shout loudly.

Her actions caused the Flame Alliance soldiers and various bigwigs to raise their heads to look at her standing on the back of the Fire Eagle, all wondering what she wanted to say next.

Powerful people like Shane Knox, who know her own majesty better, can only pray secretly in their hearts, hoping that she will not say anything like surrender and not killing, otherwise, they will not end well! They have already discussed some of the undead in Lordaeron, and for some of the most heinous beings, they will be killed! There is no mercy!

"That's right!"

Little Anne seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly added.

"Haha! In fact, whether you surrender or not, we will burn you all! You can't escape! ”

Little Anne is very proud, with a lot of dog legs to bully others, it's not too good! Thankfully, she listened to Tiebs and summoned Shane Knox's men, so she was able to enjoy herself comfortably in this dangerous world.

As everyone knows, her irresponsible and brainless words made the bigwigs of the three clans below, who were originally expecting her to say something, stretched out their hands to support their foreheads, and turned their heads away with black lines on their heads, and continued to do their own things.

Get! Now, their Flame Queen, the great Majesty Anne, and the Flame Alliance's Cute Lord, have successfully put up a desperate resistance to the undead in the city, and the pre-war mobilization of the jade and stone is really good!

"Humph!"

In the distance, Lordaeron, a cold snort sounded.

On top of the filthy walls of the royal city of Lordaeron, Arthas and Kel'thugad, as well as Tikdios, who quickly surrendered to the death knights after learning of Akmund's death, stood at the wall, frowning, frightened, or suspicious as they glanced at the Flame Alliance's four-nation alliance in the distance of the city.

By now, the three of them actually knew that this Lordaeron royal capital would definitely not be able to hold it.

Although before, after learning that the Flame Alliance had invaded the Western Plaguelands, Arthas, who had returned to Lordaeron, ordered the undead to retreat back into this Lordaeron city. Now, here, there are also nearly 300,000 undead scourge legions!

It's a pity that they all know that most of the elites of the undead are still lost on Kalimdor's side, and now these rabbles and skeletons in the city seem to be just gifts if they are really compared with those elite troops of the Flame Alliance outside.

Look at the hundreds of huge lava giants in front of the two wings of the huge army formation, and if the enemy starts to give the order to attack the city, maybe their huge stone men alone will almost be able to shatter the walls of Lordaeron, right? After all, the wall beneath their feet is only as high as their knees or waists......

Not to mention that above the other party's sky, there are still a large number of fire eagle troops, the middle of the military formation, and an unknown number of dwarven heavy artillery battalions.

When the time comes, the enemy only needs the fire eagle troops to set fire from the sky, the dwarven heavy artillery to bombard indiscriminately, and then the enemy army rushes behind those lava giants, and this battle will no longer need to be fought, and the situation will already be no longer for the undead!

"Kel'thugad, how is your teleportation circle preparing?"

Arthas, who had long since left behind and was ready to escape, had never thought of defending Lordaeron!

He had long seen the situation clearly, and since she learned that the Flame Alliance had begun to fully conquer the Western Plague Land and was in a state of collapse, she knew that the Lordaeron Continent would definitely not be able to stay. Therefore, he ordered Kel'thugad to prepare a large fixed portal under Lordaeron.

He was only going to resist a little here, and see the general strength of the Flame Alliance, once he saw that the opportunity was not good, he would directly use the prepared portal to teleport to the Northrend continent, where was the base camp of the Undead Scourge, and their undead Scourge's master, the Lich King Naozu, was there.

"Your Majesty Arthas, we can leave here at any time as long as you give the order."

This large fixed portal was deliberately set up by Kel'thugad deep underground in Lordaeron. Not only will it not be destroyed and discovered by the coalition forces, but it will also be very secretive!

And now, all the energy, coordinates, and magic gems needed to open the portal are ready, and Kel'thugad can activate it whenever His Majesty the King of Arthas needs it.

"You're doing a great job!"

Arthas nodded in satisfaction at Kel'thugad's reply, which was one of the few good news now.

It's really good to have a mage under your hand, whether it's going back and forth from Kalimdor, or from here to the Northrend continent, it's so convenient to have a mage who is proficient in teleportation spells to help! See, even though they are now besieged by the enemy in a lonely city, they are ready to run away if he Alsace wants to.

Although, in the past, Arthas has never been dismissive of such cowardly skills! But now it seems that his previous views were too extreme and one-sided, and this kind of teleportation spell sometimes works quite well, especially when he needs them.

When the three of Arthas observed the Flame Alliance military formation outside the city, the bigwigs in the alliance army on the opposite side also saw the death knight Arthas above the city.

So, after a commotion, Sylvanas of the High Elf Kingdom? The Queen of the Windrangers, alone, rode a tall and beautiful white chocobo, galloping quickly in front of the army.

"Arthas!!"

"You executioner! Butcher! You must not have expected that, right? We met again so soon! ”

Sylvanas, riding a beautiful chocobo, on this mount unique to Quel'Salas, was yelling at Arthas above the city.

"And now, today, we at Quel'Salas have finally come to take revenge on you! Today, your end has come, are you ready to be judged by the justice of our Flame Alliance? ”

She must have had the mage cast spells on her with a loud voice, so that no matter how far away the undead in the city or the coalition forces outside the city were, everyone seemed to be able to hear her crisp voice clearly, no matter how far away they were.

In fact, even Sylvanas didn't expect that the moment of revenge that their High Elves had dreamed of would come so quickly and so suddenly!

In less than a year, their High Elves had already faced Arthas again. During the days of Quel'Thalas's destruction, she imagined the image in front of her all the time!

At the moment, the situation between the two sides has been completely reversed, last time, it was their High Elves who were besieged by the undead scourge and were exhausted; And now, it is the army of the four countries of their Flame Alliance, encircling the death knights who are trapped in Lordanlen, and the changes in this world are simply not too fast, too sudden!

In the dead of night, when she thinks of the elves, her people, who died tragically at the clutches of the undead, or who were trapped in the destruction of the sunwell and went crazy, as a queen, she often tossed and turned, unable to sleep at night...... And now, everything will be free! Just today, this butcher, this Arthas, he is going to face his final fate!

"Hehehe...... Who should I be? It turned out to be you pointy-eared elves, and it was a shame that I couldn't kill you all in the first place. ”

Arthas sneered and looked at the beautiful figure riding on the white chocobo, of course he recognized this female elf, and it was unforgettable!

At that moment, just as he was about to cut her off his horse, she summoned a terrifying little demigod girl and ...... The other party not only burned his beloved horse Invincible with a fire, but also directly blew up his hundreds of thousands of elite troops with strange weapons...... Every time I think about it, it can make Arthas's heart ache faintly.

It seems that all the setbacks that he Alsace has encountered have only started after this damn long-eared female elf summoned that even more damn little girl!

"Let me think about it, how many ears did I kill you in the first place?"

"300,000? Or 400,000? Yes...... I'm sorry, there are so many of them, I can't even remember them. ”

Arthas sneered, looking down at the female elf in the distance, and in a sinister tone, mocking the other party.

"Or, you can go and go back and count your long ears that are still alive? Then, you can know how much I killed at that time. What do you think, what do you think of this suggestion of mine? ”

Although he was ready to run away, Arthas did not intend to give in to his words. Now is the time to taunt each other, under the mouth cannon mode, and there is nothing to lose, how can he be afraid of this elf? He doesn't care about this!

"Bastard! Just keep going wild! When the time comes to capture this city, I'll tie you to a pillar and light the Soul Eater Flame that will burn you to the ground! ”

Gritting her teeth as she looked at the despicable figure at the head of the city, her towering chest rising and falling violently several times, Sylvanas took several deep breaths before she could barely suppress her rage.

Anyway, this death knight, he probably won't be able to stumble for long, she plans to endure it again, and now that the legions of the alliance are almost complete, she just needs to endure it again......

"Huh...... I'm sure you'll be disappointed, and I'm sure I'm not going to let you get it. ”

Arthas replied without mind, and watched as the other man turned the reins in suppressed anger and let the white chocobo under his seat lead her back into the ranks.

“……”

Anyway, now he will definitely not be able to defeat the other party, and when Arthas was about to continue to taunt the enemy and make some verbal gains, he found that several knights slowly rode out of the opponent's military formation.

Those knights, Arthas said he was very familiar, and when he looked at the decorations of the other party and the huge white war hammers or golden weapons on their backs, he knew that they must be the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand! Among them, there are several familiar figures, and he couldn't be more familiar!

Among the group of people who came out, there were the original Lordaeron Kingdom generals Abidis father and daughter, and the commander of the Silver Hand, Sedan? Da Sohan, Mograini & Sons, oh...... And Tyran? Fordin?

Oh, sure enough, it seems that the remnants of the group who were cowering in the Valley of the Hearth have been rescued by them, and the remnants of their Silver Hand have finally been gathered all at once. Are they ready to come up together and fight?

Wait a minute...... Who is the one in the middle, the knight with the hood?

While Arthas was about to taunt the remnants of the Silver Hand, he saw a strange human surrounded by them, and, looking at the figure, it seemed that the other party was a woman? The other party's body, there is still a faint light energy, is it a priest's apprentice?

Arthas had a faint bad premonition in his heart, and it seemed that he ...... He seemed to have forgotten something.

He was wondering, what important people were worthy of such careful protection by their large group of former Lordaeron Kingdom upper-level people?

Are they guarding themselves? Scold! Stupidity!

He, Alsace, wouldn't have made a fool of jumping off the city to defend him like this? How could he be stupid enough to jump down and fight this bunch of powerful paladins? That's just self-defeating!

"Alright, Her Majesty Queen Kalia of Lordaeron, I've cast a sound amplification spell for you, and now you can talk to them, and I'll be mindful of casting an anti-magic shield on you at any time."

After a High Elf High Mage who had followed the group had cast a spell, he nodded at Kalia, ready to shield her against any spell attacks that might come her way.

After all, this queen of Lordaeron does not have the slightest ability to protect herself, and it is still a great risk for her to come out to the front of the battle like this and talk to the evil and powerful undead knight.

Even though she now has a large group of powerful paladins around her, in order to prevent the undead above the city from jumping over the wall and casting some strange magic on this Queen of Kalia, he was ordered to follow her out here to provide the necessary magical assistance to the queen of humanity, and as for the rest, it can only rely on the paladins and priests of their kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Alsace ......"

When the paladins beside and in front of her took up their weapons to indicate that they were ready, Kalia took two steps forward, and under the protection of Da Sohan with a warhammer and Mograine with an ash bringer, she gently took off the hood from which she hid her face, and rode on the back of a tame mare, looking up at the figure above the city with a sad face that was both familiar and strange to her.

Before that, although she had a thousand words to say, but when it came to the end, she only whispered a whispered call from her mouth......

"Is that you? Why aren't you dead yet! ”

Didn't the bastards of the Cult of the Curse say that they had already killed her? So how could she still be here?

The bad premonition that Alsace had in his heart was indeed fulfilled!

When he saw the appearance of the woman hidden behind the hood, he was even shocked to take a small step.

Now, after not completely fusing with the Lich King Neozu, he still has a lot of humanity left, and perhaps the most worthy of him is his father Terenus? Minehil, because he lived up to his expectations, and killed him with his own hands......

And at the same time, the person he Alsace is most reluctant to face is this one of his, the woman he thought was dead and turned to ashes, his Kalia? Sister Minethiel.

……

Arthas and Kalia looked at each other silently from a distance, one of them with a grim and hideous look in his eyes, the other calm and sad.

"Alsace...... My little brother ...... Do you know? ”

After the two sides looked at each other for a moment, and saw each other's situation clearly, Kalia began to speak softly.

Her voice was small and soft, but with the blessing of the High Elf's magic, it seemed as if the whole battlefield could hear what she was saying, as if she was whispering in everyone's ear.

"You know what? On the day of your triumph from Northrend...... I regret that I could not go to the streets to meet you personally, for they did not allow me, the princess of the kingdom of Lordaeron, to ...... on the streets; And when you entered the palace and reported to your father, I still couldn't go, because my status was not suitable for such a serious occasion......"

Kalia didn't come up to question or insult like Sylvanas.

Although, before this time, she had been disappointed and saddened by the behavior of this brother of his, to the point of breaking her heart, and just yesterday, she had imagined more than once what kind of vicious language she should use to scold him and question him when she saw him......

However, when it came to the end, when she saw the other party's appearance, she somehow suddenly softened, and she couldn't say all the vicious words that she had prepared a long time ago.

"You know what...... At that time, I listened to the melodious and loud sound of the bell, and imagined the scene of your triumphant entry into the city with flowers...... I'm eager to run to the gate of the palace to see you......"

It was as if the bell was ringing in Kalia's ears again.

She remembered the words of her kind father to him at that time: Child, when you were born, the forest of Lordaeron softly called out your name Arthas......

One day, my life will come to an end, and you will be crowned king......

But...... In the end...... Why is this happening?

Instead of looking at her brother whose face had begun to tangle above the city, Kalia began to look down and remember.

"But, because of etiquette, I can't do that...... So, I've been waiting for you in the back garden, and when you're done with everything, I'll come back and tell me about your glorious story of defeating the undead in Northrend......"

"Then we can have dinner happily in the restaurant as we used to...... It's been a long time since we've eaten together as a family......"

Smack...... Seemingly, the sound of something dripping sounded.

"You know what? At the time...... I always thought that my younger brother must be a big hero...... And I, the useless princess of Lordaeron, can only stay in the back garden of the palace and reluctantly weave a wreath for you that belongs to the hero......"

"You know what? Later...... The guards who rushed in, I didn't believe you when they said bad things about you......"

At last, Kalia slowly raised her head, she had already burst into tears, and let them slip like crystalline pearls across her rounded chin and drip onto the black and filthy land contaminated by the plague.

"My brother is a big hero! He had just returned from a triumphant return from Northrend...... How could he be a thug who slaughtered his people and brutally murdered his father? Do you know? At the time, I really didn't believe it......"

Tears had completely flooded Kalia's eyes, and she could no longer see the figure in the hideous blue-black armor at the head of the city, and his vision had begun to blur in her vision.

"My brother, my Alsace is a big hero...... How could he have done such a terrible thing? ”

"But...... It wasn't until I saw you step through the garden gate, and it wasn't until I saw the blood on your sword that I knew ...... What did the captain of the guard say...... It's all real......"

Tears had flowed into Kalia's mouth, she was already familiar with this, it was a salty and bitter taste......

"Alsace...... Brother...... Do you know? ”

"I stayed in that cramped wooden cabinet and cried for a long time when the brave guards hid me and they rushed out of the hut to get the attention of the monsters...... At the time, I even thought it would be nice to die like that...... I don't have to think about anything anymore......"

"Enough! Say no more! ”

Arthas snorted impatiently, roughly planning the other man's words.

I don't know why, although the sister of her name below, that Kalia, although she didn't scold herself for a cruel word, let alone blame herself, but somehow, he Alsace always felt that his already cold heart began to ache faintly.

He actually preferred that the other party was scolding and cursing himself now, rather than saying these inexplicable words! He didn't want to hear that!

"Yes, too...... yes, now, what's the use of talking about that? ”

Sighing softly, Kalia paused for a moment, barely holding back those tears, before she raised her head and continued to look at the man in the distance through her already wet eyelashes...... He is her most beloved brother.

"I forgot to tell you that not long ago, I became the queen of the new Lordaeron Kingdom."

As if two acquaintances were chatting about a family matter, Kalia continued to say something seemingly inconsequential.

"Oh? yes, then I'm going to congratulate you! ”

Arthas continued to snort, still staring blankly at the so-called Queen Lordaeron below.

"But I don't really want to be the queen...... They forced me to do this...... If everything can be reversed, I would even trade everything I have now for the kind of life I used to have......"

"At that time, we snuggled happily together as a family, frolicking on the balcony of the royal palace and castle, watching the sun set in the distance...... That large lake reflects beautiful sunlight...... At that time, I was still an ordinary princess of the kingdom, and you were the future king of Lordaeron......"

Kalia remembered when she was a child, when the family used to frolic together on the balcony.

While playing, she waited for the beautiful scenery of the sunset, at that time, her brother Alsace was still a great boy, and their father was not yet old...... The red sunlight, reflected in Lake Lordamere, is truly beautiful......

"Enough! It's all in the past! ”

Arthas wildly waved the Frost Sorrow in his hand, causing the paladins below to become nervous as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that the other party would suddenly not be able to think about it, and jumping down would be a sword to their queen.

"You don't really know anything! You only know how to cry and cry, what's the use? ”

"I'm telling you: I tried! I tried it at the time! I got into my best efforts! But I still can't save my people! I can't save my country! I was even cast away by the Light! ”

"At that time, under the threat of those powerful enemies, I could do nothing! Therefore, it is the best choice to only succumb to a greater power, and let this country, let it fall with me into the eternal kingdom of darkness! Only then will Lordaeron be reborn! ”

Can he blame himself? No! His original intentions were good, but unfortunately, the enemy's strength was beyond his imagination. To do this, he must do whatever it takes!

“……”

Kalia was a little surprised and stunned as she looked at the hysterical knights in the city in the distance, and she seemed to see a shadow of her brother in it.

"I suddenly don't blame you, Alsace......"

"My brother, I suddenly understood...... In fact, no one needs you to save, what you really need to save should actually be yourself......"

I don't know why, Kalia suddenly understood, she saw this younger brother of hers clearly, saw his heart, he was actually a poor person...... Suddenly, she completely let go of all her hatred for him.

Now, everything doesn't matter anymore.

"Shut up! I'm telling you, I'm so fine now, I don't need you to pretend to be pathetic! Now, let's talk with our swords! ”

I don't know why, Alsace always felt that his heart began to ache violently, more and more intensely, more and more uncomfortable! He hated this feeling, so he decided to dig it out when he got to Northrend and when he had the chance!

"Enough! Your Majesty, let's go! It's dangerous here, he's completely insane! ”

Before Kalia could say something, Generalissimo Garissus, who had always had a calm face, stepped forward cleanly, reached out and grabbed the reins of Kalia's mount, let the other paladins guard her, and slowly retreated into the coalition camp.

Now, the aura emanating from the Alsace at the head of the city above is dangerous, and he will not let the queen stay in front anymore, it is better to retreat to the rear of the formation now.

Moreover, he had just begun to give orders, and the commanders of the various clans had already begun to coordinate the combat steps, and an earth-shattering siege battle would soon begin.

……

To the north, near the royal city of Lordaeron, as the Scourge and the Flame Alliance prepare for a fateful battle, at the ruins of Dalaran on Lake Lordaeron, just one distance from Lordaeron, Illidan and Vasqi began preparing for their ritual after clearing an area of scattered undead.

"Lord Illidan, why did you have to cross the sea to cast a spell here? Isn't it good to be on the Broken Isles side directly? Anyway, under our offensive, that Mavi only has the power to defend, and she will definitely not be able to do any bad things. ”

For Illidan to travel thousands of miles to Dalaran to prepare for the ceremony, Vasqi was actually very puzzled. Although that Mavi collapsed, miraculously narrowly escaped with his life.

However, there are not many of her men left, and they have been besieged by their Naga and Fishmen and fled in disarray. So, isn't it good to cast spells directly on the Broken Isles? Why did you cross the sea and travel so far to the ruins of Dalaran in the Eastern Kingdom?

"Because, here are the remnants of Akmund's spell when he destroyed Dalaran, which can provide some reference for my ritual of destroying the Icecrown Glacier."

To put it bluntly, Illidan was going to learn a little bit of the kind of spell that Akmund had used to destroy Dalaran, which Kilgardan had told him before. When he came here, he was indeed quite inspired, and as for whether Kilgardan still had a conspiracy, he was not sure for the time being.

"So? Merely...... My fish-people have just reported that they are in the north, on the other side of this great lake, there is a powerful coalition of humans and fire creatures, besieging a large city of the undead, the battle is very fierce, if we hold a ceremony here now, will it alarm them? ”

After all, the two places were so close to each other that Vasqi was a little worried that the ceremony she had with Illidan would alarm the powerful armies in the north, and if they crossed the lake indiscriminately, the Nagas and fish people under her command would not be able to parry.

The fierce battle between the two sides with at least hundreds of thousands of troops, Vasqi was a little scared when he thought about it, they didn't have many people here now. Although they Naga have dominated the bottom of the sea for many years, they have never encountered a battle as large-scale as the north.

Fire elemental? Mankind? Siege of the undead?

Illidan is very strange, are the countries on this continent so powerful? Kalimdor, for his part, is probably still cleaning up those undead and demons, right? On their side, they have all started to attack the city of the undead?

"Forget it! Leave them alone! Let's try to find a secret place first, hoping to complete the ritual before they can react. ”

As soon as the ritual was completed, Illidan immediately rolled up and left.

He believed that the armies in the north would not cross the Great Lake to embarrass him. After all, he wasn't an enemy of the other party, but he was there to help them destroy the lair of the undead and the Lich King of Icecrown.

"As you wish, my lord, I will command it now."

Now that Illidan had decided, Vasqi didn't want to say anything more.

Moreover, Vasqi felt that they really needed to speed up, because it was said that the watchman named Mavi had already sent out the messenger, and she didn't know when she and her helpers would chase after her, so it would always be wrong to act quickly.